The Weight of Harvest
The earth holds its breath before the frost. We spend the summer gathering, filling the cellar, stacking the wood. It is a quiet labor, this preparation for the long sleep. There is a particular gravity to the harvest—a sense that everything…
Look at Me by Kurien Koshy Yohannan
I captured this shot at a bi-annual Flower Show that is held in Bangalore, India. As I was walking along looking for subjects to photograph I noticed this particular flower illuminated by a ray of sunlight almost singling it out from the crowd…
The Geometry of Waiting
In the quiet corners of a house, objects often outlive their purpose. A chair that no longer holds a guest, a book with a broken spine, a key to a door that has been replaced—these things become anchors, holding us to a version of time that…